Well, I heard 6 shots ring out in succession and it broke the night air like a giant wave , And in my knife blade I saw my own reflection and the devil was at the front gate , And just when you wish that you were dead , Oh may the light shine down upon your head , Well, its a long walk from the cell door to the gallows , Its a long walk for a prisoner to take , And when your last resort is pray to the lord that the noose is weak enough to break , Oh shine, shine, shine, shine, shine down , Oh shine down upon my head , Well theres certain things you just cant escape from , No matter how far and how fast you decide to run , And when the last thing to take has been taken , And the last prayer has rolled off your tongue

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